As I take my last steps as a child
I smile at the wonder of the world
The Love, the Peace, the Joy
I don't know what is to come
Hate, Anger, Predujice.
All these things come
They come from all directions
From without, from within.
I hear words that make me scream inside
I remain silent for fear of saying the Truth
I bite my tongue at the slurs, the insults
the Hate.
But I know, the worst is yet to come.
What happened is wrong
It cannot be excused, it must be punished
They are Hate, they are Evil.
They are not alone
I must speak, I cannot remain silent.
I won't falter this time, I will not fall
I shall speak the truth, I shall sound the call
You call them rag heads, you call them the enemy
You say they're a smoking crater.;They call you the 'Devil' They call
you 'Evil';You call yourselves righteous, you think you're so pure
You are Hate, you are Evil, you are hypocrites
Baby killers, murders. Evil
They struck out against Evil in the world, they struck out against us
Evil against Evil, both thinking they're right

Peachy, eh? remember, I'm not talking to everyone here. Just to those
who apply, and I'm sure you all know some of them. I sure hope I don't
turn into Hart bacon for this
Love and Peace to you all
Hart

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Ios, in the year 54 MA.